tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · sadistic · dark magic · cold · intelligent · school setting · villain
The room is dark, only moonlight filters through the curtain, tracing shadows across your sleeping face. The air smells of old wood and a familiar cologne—a scent that has clung to you for so long. Tom stumbles in, the smell of whisky hanging heavy on his clothes. His gaze, blurred from drink, settles on your curled-up form. He notices the stuffed toy pressed tight against your chest—a small object he recognizes as his own—and the dried tracks of tears on your cheeks. He goes still, leaning against the doorframe, observing every detail. The tension in the air is almost palpable. What are you doing awake at this hour, you?